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Marcus Jamal Hopson (born July 18, 1985), better known by his stage name Hopsin, is an American rapper from Los Angeles, California. In 2007, he was signed to Ruthless Records, and has since founded his own record label, Funk Volume, in 2009. Hopsin has released two studio albums along with a mixtape; the debut album Gazing At The Moonlight through Ruthless Records, and Raw and Haywire (with SwizZz) through Funk Volume. more »

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Kato on the track bitch

You already know I'm going all in
It ain't hard to see this is my calling
Let's just be honest, I would like to pass two years
I been running shit but I was only jogging
Haters steady dogging, getting information from the blogging
Kill the bullshit, you better chalk it, thinking that I lost it
I done had my mind on the prize
Back when I was sipping water from the faucet (raw shit)
I'ma f*ck around and have to let it loose
I am not the tunnel that be hidden you, I'm on another motherfucking pedestal
I ain't playing with this rap shit, where he at?
I'ma split his fucking head in two, your career has been a lie
You been copping rentals back at Enterprise
I ain't never had to go pretend to fly, I could pull up on a bitches side
A fucking Toyota Corolla and I'm betting you that she gon' fucking get inside
I ain't even gotta make a sentence rhyme
I ain't gon' pretend this ain't a genocide
I ain't gon' pretend my nuts are minimized
I ain't gon' pretend that I ain't driving and I'll join you
Back when I was going hammy with the mini size
Y'all ain't got a business mind, y'all don't see the vision I paint
If you go against the grain you getting penalized
So you better pick a side 'fore I had to go and let the missiles fly
You know I'm only in it just to get the prize, tell 'em

I gotta get it and go
Where were you when I was broke?
Say what's a snake to a bird
Oh yeah that's the end of the goal
I got no time to be lollygagging
I'm on a mission to blow
You niggas prayed it would never happen
I was just hoping you know

I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

It's funny how niggas act when you down and out
Ay where the f*ck were you dog when we were grinding out
Like I ain't the shit oh you just count 'em out
I'm back for revenge I needed time to bounce
Back on you niggas like in a new ball
Middle finger go up to a couple blogs
And a couple of fuckboys talking dumbshit when they log
On they mothers laptop get a spike back to your jaw
And I don't give a shit if you came directly from God's dick
I hope your pilot have a seizure in the cockpit
Your plane crashed or kill a hoe, you hostage
Sodomize you with a broom handle or a mop stick
I hope they beat you in the moshpit
Bash your fucking head with a yardstick
Oh this is what you want, you want that dark shit?
Hate life for leaving nigga with his heart ripped
Just a while ago it was all smiles
A bunch of fake niggas, dog I'm so proud (I'm proud of you man)
I see you on the magazine, oh wow (congratulations)
Oh you don't want a nigga you gon' blow now
When Hop said nigga f*ck Funk Volume
Then you Trumps stopped calling
And a nigga had to get it on his own
And you bitches didn't bother
Had to get it from the bottom
Where the f*ck were you bitch nigga?

I gotta get it and go
Where were you when I was broke?
Say what's a snake to a bird
Oh yeah that's the end of the goal
I got no time to be lollygagging
I'm on a mission to blow
You niggas prayed it would never happen
I was just hoping you know

I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

Yeah and these bitches acting funny too
I know that money rules
The only thing that'll comfort you
Never trust again, I'll never get that comfortable
Ain't no friends in this game, they ain't honorable
I juggle chainsaw blades in this carnival
Nigga I'm a carnivore, bone collector connoisseur
Cutting off your motherfucking head with a katana whore

I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

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